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<blockquote data-quote="Kheldar Devaentar" data-source="post: 2563314"><img src="http://www.members.shaw.ca/gordquigley/pictures/portkheldar.gif" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> As the butterflies clear out of the tavern Kheldar spots the origin of the creatures. He couldn't help smiling a little over the situation. Duilya wouldn't take it well, she usually didn't when people yelled at her. . . It didn't seem fair to punish someone so innocent, but the world was hardly a fair palce.Speaking of which. . .Ugh! He kills a bunch of petty thieves and he's renowned as a hero. . . I assassinate a corrupt King and suddenly everyone considers me a villainous murderer!Kheldar would just ignore the fact that the men who hired him were usually equally corrupt - if not more so.Argh. . . and he tells me to &quot;think for a second&quot;? It doesn't even take a second to know he's brea-* Ugh. . . I can't stand paladins! . . I would add my two copper here but I suppose it'd be rude to interrupt the conversation between him at Kat. . .Trying to get all the negative thoughts out of his head, Kheldar looks towards the girl Kat had been talking too. He had never seen her until today, perhaps it would be a good idea to introduce himself. . . Kat had also passed the young artist a ring, he wanted a closer look at it. . .Kheldar moves away from the bar, stops for a moment to read the black book Melynxt had chained to the tavern board, then approaches Melynxt's table.&quot;Good morning my lady, my name's Kheldar Devaentar, slightly ticked-off rogue at the moment. . . may I join you at your table? Or would you rather listen to the. . . *Kheldar stops himself from saying hot air*. . . ah, to the paladin over there?&quot;Artwork copyright © 2003, Gordon R. Quigley</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Kheldar Devaentar, post: 2563314"] [IMG]http://www.members.shaw.ca/gordquigley/pictures/portkheldar.gif[/IMG] As the butterflies clear out of the tavern Kheldar spots the origin of the creatures. He couldn't help smiling a little over the situation. Duilya wouldn't take it well, she usually didn't when people yelled at her. . . It didn't seem fair to punish someone so innocent, but the world was hardly a fair palce. Speaking of which. . . [i]Ugh! He kills a bunch of petty thieves and he's renowned as a hero. . . I assassinate a corrupt King and suddenly everyone considers me a villainous murderer![/i] Kheldar would just ignore the fact that the men who hired him were usually equally corrupt - if not more so. [i]Argh. . . and he tells me to "think for a second"? It doesn't even take a second to know he's brea-* Ugh. . . I can't stand paladins! . . I would add my two copper here but I suppose it'd be rude to interrupt the conversation between him at Kat. . .[/i] Trying to get all the negative thoughts out of his head, Kheldar looks towards the girl Kat had been talking too. He had never seen her until today, perhaps it would be a good idea to introduce himself. . . Kat had also passed the young artist a ring, he wanted a closer look at it. . . Kheldar moves away from the bar, stops for a moment to read the black book Melynxt had chained to the tavern board, then approaches Melynxt's table. "Good morning my lady, my name's Kheldar Devaentar, slightly ticked-off rogue at the moment. . . may I join you at your table? Or would you rather listen to the. . . *Kheldar stops himself from saying [i]hot air[/i]*. . . ah, to the paladin over there?" [i]Artwork copyright © 2003, Gordon R. Quigley[/i] [/QUOTE]

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